[ Isaac follows in easily, nudging the door shut behind him and tossing the keys onto the small table by the door. For a moment, he watches Jack, hears the slow breath he lets out and smiles.
Home.
They're home.
As he pulls off his coat and the rest of the winter clothing, he drapes it over the couch and walks over to Jack, gently settling a hand on his back. ]
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Home.
They're home.
As he pulls off his coat and the rest of the winter clothing, he drapes it over the couch and walks over to Jack, gently settling a hand on his back. ]